Me?

I haven't been to the pack since the fight with my grandma and after my mom heard about the incident, she started to avoid her calls too. Not like anyone cares enough to try and call us. Even grandma gave up after the first two days. And I have to admit, it feels so liberating, I almost feel guilty about it.

I wish I could enjoy the feeling, but the situation with Axel lives rent free in my head all day. I don't even know if he knows about the negotiations thing, or, if he knows; what he thinks about it. Endless possibilities with endless twists and turns make me stare at the phone for hours, wondering how should I even start this conversation.

One year... A while ago, Axel asked me to give him one year and after that, we would live happily ever after. But with every day that passes, I realize I am no princess in a fairytale and no prince will come and save me. Or maybe I am the villain in the story?

*Ring ring.*

The phone buzzes in my hand, pulling me from the image of me as a very p